Chapter 107: The Core of the Cold Mountain Society

The second camp of the third war zone gathered about 200 people, and there were as many as sixty or seventy Chinese occupations, and the Hanshan Society, as an old community, seemed to have a lot of people, and it seemed that the two camps were in the main war zone on the spot, and they wanted to use the numerical advantage to huddle together to complete the task.

Yue Heng didn't know if the Hanshan Society had an impression of him, he couldn't even remember the name of the complaining boy who deliberately embarrassed him at the beginning and felt good about himself, it was estimated that the other party was just provoking him on a whim, this time they were all third-level bachelors, and they should be the core leaders of the Hanshan Society, and they would not be interested in him as a little person.

The people of the Hanshan Club came in in a group, the first few people sat together, and the others entered the wing room to wait, and many other members of the club wearing bachelor's uniforms showed hostility and were angry at this practice of bullying the small team by numbers.

Many people in the hall were talking about trading, and Yue Heng noticed that basically the craftsmen were selling, the warriors were buying, and the literati seemed to have nothing to do with buying and selling, so he was curious.

Suddenly, the martial artist surnamed Luo laughed and shook hands with Lei Fatzi, and the two should have negotiated the details of the transaction.

Then the warrior surnamed Luo looked in the direction of the literati and asked, "This year's spring hunting preparation poems, can you literati friends be prepared?

Before the Hanshan Society could speak, the other two thin and tall literati stood up, their clothes were similar, their breath was high, and they said with a smile: "Our Zizhu Society has already prepared, and this year, we will have a new breakthrough in sword weapons and combat skills, which is no less than last year's "Sword Opening" of the Zhulu Society. ”

The other corner stood up again and laughed: "Coincidentally, this year's war poem of our Zhulu Club was not made as a sword weapon, but was changed to a spear blessing, I believe it should be welcomed by the spear warrior led by Lao Luo!"

The martial artist surnamed Luo was overjoyed: "Everyone knows that my old Luo is the golden spear and longbow to dominate the martial arts academy, and he is the most generous. I'm sure I'm going to hear it!"

The Huang brothers sneered: "Dare to claim to dominate the Martial Arts Academy with a broken gun?

Seeing that this group of warriors was about to quarrel again, the leader of the Hanshan Society stood up and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, everyone. Even if there is a dispute, it can be resolved on your own after the spring hunt begins. Now is the preparation stage, and time is precious. Our Hanshan Society is ready to challenge the bow and arrow war poetry blessing this year, if you are interested, you can contact me!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall was full of buzzing discussions, the number of people using bows and arrows was the largest, and the warriors held weapons in close combat, and they had to use bows and arrows at a distance. The melee combat ability of literati and craftsmen is very weak, and bows and crossbows are compulsory courses, and the Hanshan Society is confident that they can make a breakthrough in bow and arrow war poems, which can be said to make the audience quite excited.

Min Ruogu asked Yue Heng in a low voice, "Brother Yue, have you prepared a battle poem?"

Yue Heng's mind moved, in fact, he also had a lot of war poems to use, but in order to achieve resonance, he also needed the two points of "immersive" and "heart", so he didn't take it out before, just because the timing was wrong.

Today is a spring hunt. There are also a few war poems related to the Spring Hunting Ground, and there are many famous ones, so Yue Heng carefully considered them. made up his mind and smiled: "Looking at the situation, I don't know if I have to come forward in the community, whether I sell it to others or teach it privately." If I could write poetry as an individual, it wouldn't be difficult for me to write one!"

Wen Xinyue was speechless, Yue Heng's tone was too relaxed, as if he could write a shocking article casually, she said angrily: "These are all well-known literary societies in the academy, and the Zhulu Society has existed for hundreds of years. Almost as old as the Fuyuan, they have dozens of third-level bachelors. Every year, they will gather the strength of the whole society to create the theme of the major activities of the government, and you are a second-level student. If you say that you write poetry, you write poetry, are you all ornaments when these opponents are all ornaments?"

Yue Heng smiled: "Miss Wen is right, in my eyes, these opponents are really decorations, and there are dozens of literati in the audience, but I don't pay attention to any of them." ”

"What a big breath!"

Suddenly, a table next to him burst into cheers, and one person slapped the table heavily, turning his head and looking at Yue Heng angrily: "This brother didn't look at the literati in the audience, can he dare to report his name?"

Yue Heng was wearing a cloak, and the black robe covered his appearance, and he couldn't even see the literati realm clearly, so that person had this question.

"It's the Hanshan Society...... It's miserable......" Min Ruogu and Wen Xinyue saw the logo of the Hanshan Society, their bodies shrank back slightly, Yue Heng's voice was only a little louder just now, but they didn't expect the other party's ears to be so sensitive that they actually heard this sentence.

Yue Heng smiled bitterly and was about to speak, Lei Fat Man noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly came over to be a peacemaker: "This bachelor brother is angry, he is a little friend of mine, young and ignorant, a little arrogant, haha, who was not arrogant when you were young, right, my Lei Fat Man also said that I am the first craftsman in the craftsman academy!"

"Fat Thunder, let you fart! How old are you in the Craftsman Academy? Brother Zhu and Brother Ji, who are at the peak of the third-level craftsman, they dump you a few streets! Your Organ Snake is the first, this is recognized!" a craftsman shouted loudly, probably singing and harmonizing with Fat Thunder.

Lei Fat Man was not annoyed at all, and laughed and said: "Haha, Brother Zhu and Brother Ji won't take me to heart, and this senior brother, you won't take my little brother to heart, right?"

Originally, it was said that Lei Fat Man was a little celebrity in the government, and his face was not thin, everyone coaxed together, persuaded and persuaded, and it was over, how big of a deal?

But I don't know what's going on today, maybe this person from the Hanshan Club is not in a good mood, and today he is not strong: "Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is not the second! This kid dares to make such a bold statement, then show his true ability! Neither the Zhulu Club nor the Zizhu Club dare to say that they are the first in their college, which club are you a gangster in that you dare to make a big fuss? Where do you let the faces of the literati in the audience go?"

This person had a vicious mind and dragged the other two major associations present into the water, just to force all the literati in the audience to join forces and say that this incident was the face of the literati.

Lei Fatzi's face sank, and Yue Heng's heart was like a mirror.

Both of them know that Yue Heng, who did not show his true face, was not deliberately targeted, and his bragging words were not unforgivable, the key was that Lei Fat Man stood up for him, Lei Fat Man defended Yue Heng, and the other party's firepower turned to Lei Fat Man, not giving Lei Fat Man face, it was likely that he wanted to blackmail or suppress Lei Fat Man and gain the upper hand in the transaction.

Lei Fatzi was angry in his heart, but he had a sense of the overall situation, his mind turned, and he smiled and said: "I apologize to you for my little brother!

The man didn't relent: "You Lei Fat Man can brag casually, but we literati will never allow this kind of person to appear!" (To be continued)